Zombina And The Skeletones
The Changeling
Even as we sleep
The evil creeps under your skin
Even as it creeps
The transformation begins

Can you feel your skin
Tightening its hold?
Squeezing so much closer
To the bone?

Do you feel uneasy?
Do you feel cold?
Do you ever get the feeling
That your heart's not beating at all?

Watching as you weep
The light plays tricks on my mind
Interpreting each moan
As a warning sign

Do you ever think
About your mortal soul?
Do you feel your skin
Tightening, tightening?

Do you ever get the feeling
That your heart’s not beating?
Do you ever get the feeling
That your heart's not beating?
Do you ever get the feeling
That your heart's not beating at all?
Do you ever get the feeling
That your heart’s not beating?
Do you ever get the feeling
That your heart's not beating?
Do you ever get the feeling
That your heart's not beating at all?